As for accomplishments, I just did what I had to do as things came along.
Eleanor Roosevelt

Monday, March 12, 2007

Still Foggy

My vision, that is. But I found that if I enlarge the type to ginormous, I can see to type a bit.

Today is the first day I haven't needed 3 or 4 naps. I am supposed to be getting physical therapy, but like everything about this cosmic clusterfuck, PT hasn't contacted me. I'm going to tell them to get lost if/when they do call. I am walking and showering unassisted, today I changed the sheets on my bed and did a load of laundry. I do not need PT.

When my vision improves I will tell true tales of horror of the modern hospital system. It wasn't all bad - my surgeon is the greatest, and his incredibly hot PA is a sweetheart. Some of the nurses were great, and one even brought her chihuahua puppy to visit me in the NICU. (Dogs were a great bonding experience.)

While I was writing this, PT showed up without calling first. We have tried at least 15 times to correct my phone number in their system, and I give up. PT guy did an evaluation and agreed with me that I am doing fine and I do not need PT. I need a good haircut. I have a shaved swath on the side of my head that is dificult to disguise, so al the months of growing out my hair was for naught, I need to get K the Hair God to scissor it super short. I need my vision to clear up and a good haircut, otherwise I'm 90% normal.

I've been trying to comment (just to say how glad I am that you're pulling out of this so admirably) but somehow I keep messing it up--and I'm not the one that had the aneurysm.

Thank you so much for letting us know how you're doing. I have been fretting about you!

Can't wait to hear the rest of the story. . .(Oh, and GirlChild was AWESOME. That apple didn't fall too far. . .I haven't read all of your comments. I'm sure lots of people have already pointed that out.)

glad to hear you're feeling up to your usual sarcasm. that's a good sign, lol. and hey, maybe you can get the cyndi lauper look back in vogue (beat me later! it might be good PT!) and maybe cutting the hair can be counted as hair loss?

if more doctors listened to their patients, there'd be a lot fewer problems.

Miz C,Hon, you rock all the time, no matter if there's a punk-looking shaved patch or not.Reading your words, feeling your vitality come through the screen, exhaling over the fact that you are 90% back - all these things make me thank the angels that you had on your shoulders. Plus the doc & the hottie PA & your good nurses & the little dog too.Much XOXO to you.

Oh, jesus. I am SOOOOO glad to see that you're back. I've been praying for you and checking in to see if there is news on your recovery. So.... dare I say it looks like you finally blew a gasket? (((hugs)))

What can I say that hasn't been said? I was thrilled to see you back blogging, and I will keep you close in my thoughts every day. May you see a lot of improvement in your eyesight as each day goes by. Great Big Hugs to you! With Love spread on thickly!

"...like everything about this cosmic clusterfuck, PT hasn't contacted me. I'm going to tell them to get lost if/when they do call. I am walking and showering unassisted, today I changed the sheets on my bed and did a load of laundry. I do not need PT."

*Snort*

Well, I'm glad to see that there were no personality changes that went along with the aneurysm. That sounds like the original Catherine.